This here talkin’ ’bout horoscopes vice, you know, that star sign stuff. Some folks, they swear by it. Me? I don’t know nothin’ ’bout that. But I heard some things, some good, some bad, just like anything in life, right?
They say it’s ’bout them stars and planets way up there. They got names like Venus and Uranus, soundin’ all fancy. One lady, Ashley somethin’, she talks ’bout this stuff, Venus mingles with that Uranus. What that means, I ain’t got a clue. But it’s supposed to do somethin’ to your love life. Maybe make you wanna do crazy things, like makin’ a “wild proposal.” Whatever that means.
They got these things, daily horoscopes, tellin’ you what’s gonna happen each day. Like that one there for September 11th. Another one for October 30th. They say it’s like a prediction, like readin’ tea leaves, but with stars instead. They look at where the moon is, and other sparkly things up in the sky, and then they tell ya what’s what.
Some folks, they live by this stuff. They won’t even go out the door without checkin’ their horoscope. They say if your friends don’t like your plans, you go ahead anyway. If nobody likes your ideas, you do ’em yourself. That’s what these star signs tell ’em, I guess. Sometimes it works out, sometimes it don’t. Just like life, I reckon.
Now, this here fella called Ganesha, he says somethin’ ’bout Scorpio. Says it’s a good day for ’em. Says their soul will be all happy with their mind and body. Like they’re floatin’ on a cloud or somethin’. Says they’ll have a good time with their loved ones. And maybe some good news comin’, the kind that makes you wanna jump up and down.
But then there’s this other thing, Pluto. They say it’s goin’ to a place called Aquarius. Sounds like a water park, don’t it? Anyway, it’s supposed to be there for a long time, almost two whole decades! That’s longer than I’ve had this here old dog of mine. And then it goes somewhere else, Capricorn. Sounds like a goat to me. They say that is the final time it happens in our lifetime. I don’t know what it means.
- This horoscope stuff, some folks like it, some don’t.
- It’s supposed to be ’bout stars and planets.
- They got daily horoscopes, like a fortune cookie for every day.
- They say it can tell you ’bout your love life, make you do wild things.
- This Ganesha fella says good things for Scorpio.
- Pluto’s goin’ to Aquarius for a long, long time.
Some folks, they say this horoscope stuff is just for fun. Like them crossword puzzles in the newspaper. They say there ain’t no proof that it’s real. No “empirical evidence,” they call it. Sounds like a fancy way of sayin’ “hogwash” to me. They say it’s not “scientifically validated.” More fancy talk. Just like them doctors with their big words.
Me, I don’t know what to believe. I just listen to what folks say, and I watch what happens. Sometimes these horoscopes, they seem right on the money. Other times, they’re way off. Just like the weatherman, ain’t always right, is he?
But I guess that’s the vice of it, ain’t it? This horoscope thing, it can be a good thing, tellin’ you what might happen, givin’ you a little hope. But it can also be a bad thing, makin’ you worry ’bout things that ain’t even happened yet. Or makin’ you do things you wouldn’t normally do, just ’cause some star is in the wrong place or somethin’.
So, you take it with a grain of salt, I reckon. Like my grandma used to say, “Don’t put all your eggs in one basket.” Don’t go believin’ everything these horoscopes tell ya. Use your own good sense. Listen to your gut. And don’t be afraid to go your own way, even if the stars ain’t lined up just right.
You see that Pluto, movin’ around up there? Well, you’re movin’ around down here, too. You’re makin’ your own path. You gotta watch out what you are doin’. Don’t rely on some star to tell you what to do. You make your own luck.
This horoscope thing, it’s like a tool. You can use it to help you, or you can use it to hurt you. It all depends on how you use it. Just like a hammer. You can build a house with it, or you can smash your thumb. It’s up to you. That’s the vice, the good and the bad, all mixed up together. Just like life, ain’t it?
